Roses - The Indelicates

I breached the borders of your home

And everything looked as it should have done

Candle flame flickers, and books unread

Round the crystal kept keep of an unmade bed

Flowers cut to shrivel and die

Like romance does and we both know why

With an artful flutter, as if on cue

A gentle breeze brings the scent of you

I’m older than god and I live in your town

You should raise up what you can’t put down

Those books that you pose with are more than antiques

When you search in the dark you should fear what you seek

Pallid in moonlight, your shimmering skin

Is mine to caress, you invited me in

The delicate architecture of your throat

Arcs weakly away as my hands approach

Do you bleed diamonds

Do you bleed rubies

Do you bleed roses

A broken kiss, and an aching sigh

Like the half-heard end of a lullaby

A whispering chorus and a stifled moan

The jarring vibration of knife on bone

The stark composition of essence and parts

I gathered your limbs for a final dance

A silent waltz to your songs unsung

As the life-blood seeps from your punctured lung

Do you bleed diamonds

Do you bleed rubies

Do you bleed roses

You bleed diamonds

You bleed rubies

You bleed roses